Roll through the hood probably bumping T.I. still ain’t forgave myself
No guidance, partners crossing over outfield I had to raise myself
Police murking season they said we must’ve hit ‘em 12 still give us hell
Momma think I’m safe cause I’m at the Rex, same place they killed Markel
Uncle on the crack granny, wanted him to stop they ain’t know I played a lil part cause I was slidin’ him money to go get the rock so he let me borrow his car
Bad bitch from Boston, I shot my shot at her like i was Tatum or Smart
She better off playing operation before she play with my heart
Ima leave my phone at the house on purpose I just pray I can see the mistakes
Playing with a gun Lil Fye got killed so I’m tryna beef with mistakes
Fucked around heard a nigga say I ain’t do it almost killed him on sight
I been killing lizards since Ty died in a wreck having me beefing with Geico
I was with a reaper but we had words when I found out he killed my people
He ain’t no tattoo artist but he gone walk around with that needle
Streets like the Warriors, try so hard but we can’t beat ‘em
Glocks with dicks, the opps the porn, we see ‘em and beat ‘em
Middle school had hoes, we ain’t have no car we walked and meet ‘em
Pushed up on them boys, I was losing my money because of my righteousness
Knowing he ain’t steal, so karma bite me just like Tyson
Now they tryna take his baby boy like you Taraji
Bills due and momma she wasn’t racist but we kept having blackouts
Showers in the dark I couldn’t see nun I get to singing Georgia
If I would’ve gave Ray Charles my eyes I still can see they bothered
??? that I missed my way hit the studio and I went harder
Me, Thad and Rell poring up a quack, see twelve we duck and dodge ‘em
Before Taneshia played me we had good times just like James in Florida
Hoe want me to fly her out Cali, Ima take her straight to Spark Street
Ion see people, I see remotes now how they turning on me
It ain’t no cross walks in the projects Wolf died crossing the street
They thought I was callin’ all the managers ain’t nun but bosses around me
Fucked that hoe and kicked her out but she went up on her lease
Calicos with Dracos, with that iron we so tough on the crease
Wipe your nose ion wanna see his momma crying for eternity
From time to time I’m by a window hoping I can hear her grieve
No real booster, if they fight they’ll probably steal your weed
Say she got herpes gotta punch the blunt only way she hit the weed
I was throwing percs back told my teacher I was eating sunflower seeds
Made her get an abortion hoping not ever think about baby shower needs
Angel died from diabetes big belenciagas know she lookin’ down laughing
Niggas turn to hoes might as well let my homegirls carry my casket
I be wanna tell them lil niggas chill cause I know they lookin’ up to me
Even though them young niggas gon roll like they unwrapping the tussie
One had on the wheel the other one on the Glock but I wanna grab her lil pussy
Saw Jay in the middle of the streets but he wouldn’t directing the traffic
All he wanted was money but he got hit up with that ratchet
They say they 100 but that’s before you subtract it
Say they keep it 1,000 but that’s before you divide it
Won’t steal her flat til I looked up and start smiling
3 mil on YouTube though I come from the projects
I ain’t picture this I was sleeping with roaches and mices
Say life a gamble even if you ain’t holding the dices
Pray he don’t drive you insane he gone fuck around and throw out your license
I’ma throw my tongue like that at press scott before I tell on somebody
Lil nigga we was hitting them backpage hoes then snatched and ran like she hiking
In the hood they look at me like I’m a God, but I ain’t nothing like Christ
They all was lying, they left me scarred sometimes I feel I’m Mufasa
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